I'm finally becoming self-actualized after 34 years. Yesterday, I realized that I am filled with irrational anger/frustration/grumpiness. I'm not known for being a malcontent or even for being a pessimistic person with a perma-frown like
grumpy cat.
I hide it better than Tard (Grumpy Cat) but it's not good to keep these feelings bottled up inside. I don't want to end up like Michael Douglas...
So... I'm going to post my grievances here, and hopefully it will be cathartic for both me and you.